I can barely take each question and I nearly falter and break, but I need to be strong. "Joe's fine," I exhale. "Sweetheart, Joe's okay," I promise, because that is the one small thing that's okay. Me? God help me, I'm anything but, but when it comes to safety, he's okay. "He's just back at the Homestead baking off cookies from his two-day over-production."
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Date: 2009-04-18 07:55 pm (UTC)